Poem of the Week: “Nightlife” by Sofia M. Starnes

The moon dissolves in mist
and flower; the window balances the outside dark

against a single lamp—
and underneath, a rose. Some nights, I know

three things: the being rush,
bone sequence, hide and blood, bliss of these rudiments,

from them to make a life.
And then, some slower

things: the being wait, a portal, mouthful, ache;
the knob that clicks comes loose; the hinge that stalls

holds hard.                    Pause, pause.
The evening brings the undisguise of things:

the bow tie stars, the myrtle crook still blooming,
humped beside the drive;

the moonlight satisfies the alcove glow of what I know.
The being pluck,

the toughest being of all, out of the garden lush,
ten thousand reds, ten thousand fickle golds, toadstools

on grass. At last, the unequal rose
climbs on the bow-blade clip, a summer-seize.

I do not fear the many from which I come.
I do not fear the many to which I go. 

Some nights, a single look for everything I lose,
a single hope

by which I’ll candle back.
A nipple dribs its moon, the moonbeam dries, lipborne

into a child.
Between the moon and rose, the hourglass.

(via Blackbird)

Published by cpoetrymsu

The Center for Poetry opened in the fall of 2007 to encourage the reading, writing, and discussion of poetry and to create an awareness of the place and power of poetry in our everyday lives. We think about this in a number of ways, including through readings, shows, community outreach, and workshops. We are at work building a poetry community at MSU and in the greater Lansing area. Contact: cpoetry@msu.edu (517) 884-1932 http://www.poetry.rcah.msu.edu

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